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“CRAIGIE HOUSE” 

THE HOME OF HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW 























CHRISTMAS BELLS 

AND 

A CHRISTMAS CAROL 


By 


Henry Wads wortL Longfellow 


NEW YORK 
BARSE & HOPKINS 
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Then from each hlack, ac¬ 
cursed mouth 


The cannon thundered m the 
south. 

And with the sound 
The carols drowned 
Of peace on earth, gfood- 


wi 


ill to 


men: 


It was as if an earthquake 
rent 

The hearth-stone of a con¬ 


tinent. 




And made forlorn 
TLe kousetold torn 
Of peace on earth, good¬ 
will to men! 

And m despair I howed mV 
head; 

“Th ere is no peace on 
earth, I said; 

“For hate is strong. 

And mocks the song 
Of peace on earth, good¬ 
will to men! 


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Then pealed, the hells more 
loud and deep; 

God is not dead; nor doth 
he sleep! 

The Wrong shall fail. 
The Right prevail. 

With peace on earth, good- 


wi 


ill to 


men: 


A Ckristmas Carol. 

I HEAR along our street 
Pass the minstrel throngs. 
Hark ! they play so sweet; 

















On their hautboys, Chris* 
mas songs! 

Let us hy the fire 

Ever Higher 

Sing them till the night 
expire! 

In December ring 

Every Jay the chimes; 

LouJ the gleemen sing 
In the streets their merry 
rhymes. 

Let us hy the fire 


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Ever higher 

Smg them till the night 
expire. 

Shepherds at the grange, 

MVhere the Bahe was 
horn. 

Sang, with many a change, 

Christmas carols until morn. 

Let us by the fire 

Ever higher 

Sing them till the night 
expire! 

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These good people sang 
Songs devout and sweet; 
While the rafters rang. 
There they stood with 
freezing feet. 

Let us by the fire 
Ever high er 

Sing th em till the ni ght 
expire! 

Nuns in frigid cells 
At this holy tide. 

For want of something 
else. 


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Christmas songs at times have 
tried. 

Let us by the fire 
Ever higher 

Sing them till the m ght 
expire! 

Wash erwomen old, 

Xo the sound they beat. 
Sing by rivers cold. 
With uncovered heads and 
feet. 




















Sing th em till the 

ni £ 

expire! 

Who hy the fireside 
stands 

Stamps h is feet and sings; 
But he who blows his 
hands 

Not so gay a carol brings. 
Let us hy the fire 
Ever higher 

Sing th em till the night 










































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